There's a guy in the place
He's got a bittersweet face
And he goes by the name of Matty Ezer Good
His friends call him Ezer and he is the main geezer
And he'll vibe about the place
Like no other man could
He's refined, sublime, he makes you feel fine
Though very much maligned and misunderstood
But if you know Ezer, he's a real crowd pleaser
He's ever so good, he's Matty ezer Good
You can see that he's mysterious,
Mischievious and devious
As he circulates amongst the people in the place
But once you know he's fun
And something of a genius
He gives a grin that grows around
From face to face to face
Backwards and then forwards,
Forwards and then backwards
Matty is the geezer who loves to muscle in
That's about the time the crowd
All shout the name of Ezer
As he's jinking in the corner,
Firing the ball in